Two moments today which made us melt with The Cute:
This morning, whilst rubbing out a chalk drawing of a monster truck Monsieur said, “Monster truck is tired. It’s rubbing it’s lights”
This evening, at the end of bedtime. The current ritual is that Monsieur counts down from a chosen number to zero and we turn out the light, then the same process happens for the door being shut. Usually there’s a bit of bargaining as he is trying to make the count last longer and longer. Currently we’re at a count down from 15 to zero. The negotiation between R and Monsieur went like this:
Z: *long pause* Ah….it’s too far from one and 10.
Can’t argue with that!